Blonde Beast Poem by fraidoon warasta

blonde beast
what can i name it
nameless
incomprehensible
yet full of grace
womanly obscure, unfathomable

with no words and demand
cradles this impure world
the abode of perishing gods
who exist but never have been lived

with words and demands?
leaves no trace

showing the way through
the gypsyness of its nights
the passion fruit of the sky
hymns of bees in a flirtatious forest
song of a river
the bold blonde beast

unfathomable
for it dwells indifferently in nothingness
in nothingness, flowing
unseen
like love…


fraidoon warasta
19 april 2020
amsterdam